Joe Bonamassa - I Can't Be Satisfied | Текст песни

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• Joe Bonamassa
• I Can't Be Satisfied

Well I'm goin' back to leave
Won't be back no more
Goin' back down south, child
Don't you want to go?
Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well I just can't be satisfied
And I just can't keep from cryin'

Well I feel like snappin'
A Pistol in your face
I'm gonna let some graveyard, Lord
Be your resting place
Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well I can never be satisfied
And I just can't keep from cryin'

Well now all in my sleep
Hear my doorbell ring
Looking for my baby
I couldn't see not a doggone thing
Woman I was troubled, I was all worried in mind
Because I could never be satisfied
And I just couldn't keep from cryin'

Well I know my little old baby
She gonna jump and shout
That old train be late man, Lord
And I come walking out
I be troubled, I be all worried in mind
Well I can't be satisfied
And I just can't keep from crying